You are A Shell.
Nobody knows what's inside.
You don't know what's outside.
You open the shell just to look out and then close it again.
You don't open the shell to let others know you and See you.
How will they ever know what you're thinking, if you never let them know?
How will they ever know you?
How?
If you don't tell them, how will they know?
What's the point of keeping Quiet? Say something.
Because some things are best left unsaid.
And if you do say something at a point when you're questioned, nobody will believe you and will think this is all made up.
What's the point then?
You can never say all that you want to.
You just can't.
You will just listen to everything as if its true and let it be.
You want to say so much but you are at a loss of words. Because you are not used to using words to express yourself. All you'll do is cry.
That's the only way you know.
You can't change being who you are now. Its too late.
You're A Shell......
A Shell........
Nobody knows what's inside.
You don't know what's outside.
You open the shell just to look out and then close it again.
You don't open the shell to let others know you and See you.
How will they ever know what you're thinking, if you never let them know?
How will they ever know you?
How?
If you don't tell them, how will they know?
What's the point of keeping Quiet? Say something.
Because some things are best left unsaid.
And if you do say something at a point when you're questioned, nobody will believe you and will think this is all made up.
What's the point then?
You can never say all that you want to.
You just can't.
You will just listen to everything as if its true and let it be.
You want to say so much but you are at a loss of words. Because you are not used to using words to express yourself. All you'll do is cry.
That's the only way you know.
You can't change being who you are now. Its too late.
You're A Shell......
A Shell........
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